This Green One

Well it seems I have finally settled into London. A job has been secured, a place has been rented and all my money has disappeared. It is very easy to spend wads of cash over here.

So, for the first fortnight in London with the exception of a few nights in Ipswich, my lodgings were quite humble indeed as is evidenced by the photograph below:

Lodgings most humble, but at a humble price.

I now however, reside in Clapham Junction. A nice enough area with most of what I’d need close enough to walk to, including work and the gym. The room I rented is a bit of a shithole going by Australian standards, but it should serve my needs for the time being. The room itself is nice enough, but very small.

The problem is there is a train line right outside my window with trains roaring past all day and all night. There is a double window that blocks out most of the noise though, which would be fine if it weren’t for the boiler room directly outside my door. The choices are to swelter through the night or to suffer the cacophonous trains passing by.

Yes, in London, the words "humble" and "expensive" do inevitably go together in the same sentence when talking about real estate.

Think hostel with your own room but the room is hot and there are lots of trains. That’s my first impressions of my new lodgings.

Gotta go help Karlos move his stuff now. Looks like I’ll be a little late.